It is nearly my holidays, so I have spent a long night in the office tidying up work.
It is odd how you develop a phobia about some pieces of work. You continually sideline them, because you view them as unpleasant or difficult; yet, when you get round to tackling them - like I am tonight, you can ususally shift them along much more easily than you anticipated.
The desk is clearing; I see some daylight; I shall press on.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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